Chapter 3

Dean pops some popcorn while Sam sets up the projector. They settle into some comfy chairs and the film starts. The boys look at each other in surprise as not only one, but two familiar faces come on the screen. Their grandfather, Henry Winchester, is conducting the interview.

Henry looks into the camera, and says, a bit nervously at first, "This is Henry Winchester of the Men of Letters. The date is October 31, 1957. Conducting a scheduled interview with the Nosferatu Mina Harker, currently known as Lucy Westenra." He then looks over at his interviewee, "Not a very clever alias this time, Ms. Westenra."

"It's called 'hiding in plain sight' Mr. Winchester," she replies, her British accent clearly noticeable.

"Ah, so you think you're clever?"

"Not actually. Honestly, I just got tired of coming up with new identities. And…I miss my friend." She didn't even try to hide the sadness in her last statement.

"Oh, I see," Henry replied, getting a bit flustered at the creature's sudden burst of human emotion.

She looks up at him from where she's seated, something dark flashing behind her blue eyes. "What? You're surprised a monster like me could have feelings?"

"Um, no," Henry stammers, "I just wasn't expecting you to be so open about them." He takes the seat across from her. "Now, shall we begin?"

"You know, Henry, there's a really easy way to show you that I haven't broken my promise. We can actually skip all of these questions." Mina informs him.

"Yes, I know," Henry says, "It's the same offer you make to every Man of Letters who talks to you. You can drink my blood and we'll be psychically linked. You can show me that you've kept your promise."

"And so far, none of you Men of Letters has been brave enough to try it. I won't kill you, you know. I can drink blood and not have the urge to kill. I'm not a vampire after all."

"Yes, well, I'm not frightened," he said a little shakily as he unbuttoned his shirt sleeve and rolled it up. "I think it's important to see what you can show me." He reaches his slightly shaking arm towards her.

Mina gingerly takes his wrist and looks into his eyes, "Are you sure about this? This process can be a bit…intimate. And it will definitely hurt you more than it will hurt me," she adds for emphasis.

"I'm sure," he replies with a bit more confidence. "It's important to know the things we study as completely as possible."

She raises a perfectly shaped eyebrow at him. "Things?" she says with a bit of humor in her voice.

"I-I didn't mean it like that," Henry starts to stammer.

"I know," Mina says, before gripping his wrist tightly and biting into it.

"Stop the film! Stop the film!" Dean shouts, jumping up and covering his eyes. "Son of a bitch! Our family is going to need ALL the therapy!"

Sam looks at him with a mixture of amusement and surprise as he stops the film. "Dude, it's not like they slept together. She just bit him."

"Yeah, well, that's worse!" Dean exclaims, "Or, at least it's the same. Geez…do you think she exchanged bodily fluids with Dad too?"

"Dean, that's just gross," Sam chides him. "Now, can we get back to this?"

"Yeah, I guess."

When they restart the film, Mina is sitting across from an unconscious Henry, waiting for him to recover from their shared link. He slowly starts to come too. "Are you alright?" she asks, clearly concerned.

"Yes, I think so. That was incredible. I mean, I must have read your stories a hundred times, but to be able to see it like you saw it. You've helped a lot of people. You even saved the life of one of us. My report will reflect that your immunity should continue." He turns his chair towards the camera and addresses it. "I can't describe what exactly happened here today, but it is very clear that Ms. Mina Harker has not only kept her promises not to harm anyone, but has exceeded it by saving lives in the process."

The reel runs to the end of the film, and Sam packs it back into the box when something else catches his eye. "Um, Dean, I think you need to see this."